Inside the Courtyard House.
Li Yingling sat on a stone chair in the courtyard, a large, thick book resting on the stone table as she buried herself in study.
Of all the juicy gossip at Chanwood Temple yesterday, she had understood only the last revelation. She had understood none of the gossip that involved common knowledge of the cultivation world and had needed someone to explain it all, mostly her own junior brother.
How did he know so much? Had he been reading while I was out shopping and having fun?
That wretched junior brother had actually been working hard behind my back.
In short, Li Yingling had not enjoyed feasting on that gossip at all!
Li Yingling had never imagined that even enjoying gossip in the cultivation world required insider knowledge. No, she had to catch up, and catch up hard.
When Chu Xingchen finally got enough sleep and pushed open his bedroom door, the first thing he saw was Li Yingling studying furiously.
He asked in surprise, "Yingling... are you all right?"
Li Yingling turned to the next page before answering, "I'm perfectly fine!"
Chu Xingchen rubbed his temples in disbelief and said,
"Then something must be wrong with me... why am I seeing you reading?"
At that, Li Yingling finally lost her patience. She stood up, looked at her master, and said,
"Why do you make me sound like an idiot who hates reading?"
Chu Xingchen smiled. "Whether you like reading remains to be verified, but you ought to accept the fact that you're an idiot."
An idiot?
As far back as Li Yingling could remember, that word had never had anything to do with her.
Growing up, Li Yingling had heard two compliments more than any others-beautiful and a genius.
She protested, "If I'm an idiot,